Today is the last day that I'll walk through USA TODAY's glass and marble lobby, itself a monument to flusher times.
I've been laid off from my dream job, and I'm not going to lie. It sucks. I enjoyed almost everything about my immediate world there, from my globe-trotting reporters to my creative production team to my hard-working and open-minded boss. My group was tight, and we laughed and learned from each other every day.
But what bothers me the most is what my firing represented. See, I've been learning all the tricks that a modern multi-platform journalist is supposed to know. In the past 22 months, I've blogged, tweeted, shot photos and videos, and handled speaking engagements. I edited my section, managed my high-personality staff and then in my spare time, I wrote cover stories - something that very few other editors at USA TODAY do. I hustled and I cajoled and I ended up out on my ass anyway.
I'm a true believer in the power of journalism. I walked into my first newspaper office when I was 16, fell in love with deadlines and chaos, and never looked back. During my 20 years in the mainstream media, I've written stories that have changed lives, and I've written stories purely for entertainment. I felt it was a calling, more so than a job.
But increasingly, things have become more interesting outside the newsroom bubble. I'd go to conferences and meet people who were making it just fine on their own. Some were creating niche businesses, busting up the paradigm. Others were parlaying old school media talents into fresh ventures, with a moxie that made me wish I had the freedom to emulate them. The air inside USAT's towers on Jones Branch Drive always seemed a little stale after that.
These freelancers-slash-entrerpreneurs are smart. They are nimble. And now they are my role models, as I join their ranks.
So to the managers who made this decision, in less than 140 characters I tell you: Good luck steering the Titanic. And thanks for the head start. Now I'm really going to run.
This post first appeared at Chris' travel site, Chris Around the World.
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i enjoy newspapers still but am forced to read online the papers i like. i live in SC and cannot read the rightward tilted newspapers here. plus i wasn't raised on a farm, do not attend church and am not particular
Jr.
In this age of TV crawls,the Internet, and late-break
So Chris, in my humble opinion you're probably going in the right direction now. Just write good stuff and readers will find you. Good luck to you.
PS: I'll check out your blog.
That ain't journalism
All the best with your new ventures, Chris. You'll land on your feet.
differ from what they were in 1984. It is an article that identifies those frustratio
people one reads so often. It begins:
Papers went big on foreign news and story counts were high, but celebritie
How did readers know what to think in 1984? Once you get over the minuscule, blurred pictures
and the lack of colour, the first thing that strikes you about the newspapers of that year is the
paucity of opinionate
the passionate
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Dive in, keep up your momentum, and stay positive.
USA Today lost us when one of their big honchos was on C-Span and stated
the newspaper refused to write the number of dead American soldiers on the
Front Page because USA Today
"Didn't want to offend any readers."
The Chicago Tribune subscripti
The Wall St. Journal subscripti
Don't miss any of them.
will be the way of the future. Who wants to pick up a bunch of paper full of garbage like advertisem
expressing one's opinion over the other, like in here.
Now write stories that change worlds. Adapt or perish.
And now on to what is really bothering me:
I am not on Twitter. However, I have looked at Twitter - and what it looks like to me is complete and total insanity, scrawled endlessly - our beautiful, complex language, ripped to shreds, hacked into a million meaningles
And what are people now doing with words? In 140 characters or less - telling their friends, across the globe: nothing worth saying, really. And wasting their lives doing it. I loathe it! I HATE TWITTER.
It's totally depressing to me.
"i procrastin
So can anyone tell me the purpose of typing this into a Twitter account? Who benefits? Why does it matter? What is the point? Is Twitter some kind of electronic attention deficit disorder that has evolved into its own life form from the Internet?
I sincerely wish you the best of luck!